Pure Evil
written by Louisa S R W
The foulest woman in Hogwarts
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
4
Reads
484
Interruption
Chapter 2
“Thank you, Headmaster for those kind words of welcome.
It’s lovely to be at Hogwarts, and to see such happy little faces looking up at me!
I am very much looking forward to getting to know you all and I’m sure we’ll be very good friends!
The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance. The rare gifts with which you were born may come to nothing if not nurtured and honed by careful instruction. The ancient skills unique to the wizarding community must be passed down the generations lest we lose them for ever. The treasure trove of magical knowledge amassed by our ancestors must be guarded, replenished and polished by those who have been called to the noble profession of teaching.
Every headmaster and headmistress of Hogwarts has brought something new to the weighty task of governing this historic school, and that is as it should be, for without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again, progress for progress’s sake must be discouraged, for our tried and tested traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation, because some changes will be for the better, while others will come, in the fullness of time, to be recognised as errors of judgement. Meanwhile, some old habits will be retained, and rightly so, whereas others, outmoded and outworn, must be abandoned. Let us move forward, then, into a new era of openness, effectiveness and accountability, intent on preserving what ought to be preserved, perfecting what needs to be perfected, and pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited.”
It was as though you were listening to a never-ending speech that seemed to pass like a dream making you feel as though you were going in and out. It felt like something a Death Eater would say. Especially talking about the generations and our community. It was something my father would have been proud of. Her attire was odd though. She made it known that she was not to be messed with. Her new rules went up, and up and up.
It’s lovely to be at Hogwarts, and to see such happy little faces looking up at me!
I am very much looking forward to getting to know you all and I’m sure we’ll be very good friends!
The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance. The rare gifts with which you were born may come to nothing if not nurtured and honed by careful instruction. The ancient skills unique to the wizarding community must be passed down the generations lest we lose them for ever. The treasure trove of magical knowledge amassed by our ancestors must be guarded, replenished and polished by those who have been called to the noble profession of teaching.
Every headmaster and headmistress of Hogwarts has brought something new to the weighty task of governing this historic school, and that is as it should be, for without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again, progress for progress’s sake must be discouraged, for our tried and tested traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation, because some changes will be for the better, while others will come, in the fullness of time, to be recognised as errors of judgement. Meanwhile, some old habits will be retained, and rightly so, whereas others, outmoded and outworn, must be abandoned. Let us move forward, then, into a new era of openness, effectiveness and accountability, intent on preserving what ought to be preserved, perfecting what needs to be perfected, and pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited.”
It was as though you were listening to a never-ending speech that seemed to pass like a dream making you feel as though you were going in and out. It felt like something a Death Eater would say. Especially talking about the generations and our community. It was something my father would have been proud of. Her attire was odd though. She made it known that she was not to be messed with. Her new rules went up, and up and up.
